Love Of A Billionaire

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Chapter 306 If I Win, She Will Come With Me

"Heavens, why is there such a perfect person!"

"From my perspectives as a doctor for many years, he definitely can't be gay, because that muscle line is too cool, he's definitely a real man."

The netizens had more than ten thousand comments. All of them were praising Allen's good figure. Michel had completely become a foil.

Luna and Martin also saw the news on the Internet at the first moment.

It was also Luna's first time seeing Allen's figure. Although she had come into contact with Allen many times in the past few months, when she saw it with her own eyes, her senses were greatly stimulated.

"Wow, Arya just looks at this kind of body and sleeps every day?"

She was too happy!

Luna sighed as she looked at Martin beside her and thought about his figure...

"You don't need to think about it. Although I am not as good as the CEO, I am much better than Michel."

Luna smiled, "Of course. You are the person I chose!"

She continued to browse and saw a photo of Arya helping Allen take his clothes. Luna could not help but smile. "I am really happy for Arya to have today. They are husband and wife. No one can bully them!"

Because someone bullied one of them, the other would definitely fight back with all his strength!

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"Then what about you and me?" Martin put down the newspaper and asked.

Luna thought about it and said, "No one will bully us..."

In the next second, Martin pulled her into his arms, "Yes, only you can bully me..."

Luna smiled shyly and hid in his arms.

Everyone's feelings were different. Fortunately, they could find the other half that was most suitable for them in the sea of people.

...

Actually, the reporters who had just been in the audience felt a little regretful because they did not have the chance to see Director Jones's domineering figure swinging his fist. Just thinking about it, they felt that it would be a very rare scene.

Arya accompanied Allen back to the changing room and threw his coat to him. "I regret it! Now that everyone has seen your good figure, they will all stare at you in the future."

"But they just can take a look. You are the only one who can touch." Allen held her hand and looked at the time. "Are you tired? I can defeat him directly and then we can go home."

Arya smiled and shook her head. "I'm not tired. I think it's quite interesting now."

She only wanted to be his foil tonight and see him become the most dazzling king.

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In the photos taken by the reporters, Arya mostly had her back view. She either held Allen's clothes or quietly followed by his side and supported him in the most ordinary and low-key way.

But even so, the reporters who saw them appear together still felt their PDA.

After changing their clothes, they returned to the hall. At this time, the reporters were temporarily blocked outside the door. This was also arranged by the Winston family. They needed time to ease the impact just now.

Without the reporters taking pictures, Arya was much more relaxed because she could now brazenly admire and worship Allen. She did not need to worry about people discovering the love in her eyes.

The closer she got to Allen and the more she understood him, the harder it was for her to control the love she had for him. She could no longer extricate herself from it and could no longer control it. In fact, Arya did not want to control it either.

"Then what do we compete now?" Lawson asked the Winston father and son.

Michel coughed. He clapped his hands and asked the waiter to take a deck of cards. "The reporters are not here now. Let's play cards. Let's just play. The stakes are higher?"

Allen looked up expressionlessly. "The stakes are higher?"

Michel pointed at Arya and said, "She! If I win, your artiste will come with me."

This was deliberately looking for trouble.

Michel smiled. "Of course, you can add more numbers."

Allen's eyes became fierce. "She's not a bargaining chip."

"She's just an artist. I can call female artist from the Skywings now. Pick whichever you like."

Allen's expression was very gloomy. Santiago immediately pulled his son back. "Alright, stop."

"You don't dare? Afraid of losing!" Michel thought Allen was afraid and instantly became proud of himself.

Allen wanted to teach this scumbag a lesson right away. At this time, Arya, who was beside him, said, "Okay, let's bet. I will bet with you. If you lose, you will publicly tell the reporters that you are not good in any aspect. That is why you slandered Allen.”

Santiago's expression changed slightly. He felt that it was not good, but Michel had already agreed. "Okay, it's decided. But if I will compete with you alone, others will think that I am bullying women. You guys can come together and be considered a family."

Allen looked at Arya and did not object. Since Michel was seeking death himself, don't blame him.

Just treat it as playing cards with his wife.

Lawson began to think that he had wasted too much time coming here tonight. He did not even bother to look at such a clear result.

If it was anyone else from the Jones Family who came to accept the challenge, there was a chance that they would win. However, they had chosen Allen.

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Could he go out and take a breather first? Otherwise, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud and not give face to the Winston Family.

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When the father and son of the Winston Family went to the washroom, Allen turned to the side and dotingly pulled Arya, "You trust me so much?"

"I do." Arya replied calmly, "This time I will win for you. You will cheer for me."

"That person only knows how to eat, drink, and play. Are you sure you can beat him?"

Arya lowered her head and thought for a while before saying, "I will tell you in the future. Why would I gamble this kind of cards? But I want to fight for you tonight."

He would never reject her request.

He lowered his head and looked at the hand that was pulling his sleeve. His handsome smile was overflowing on his face as he said, "Alright, I'll do as you say."

"Then if I..."

"There is no such possibility." Allen said affirmatively. No matter how bad Arya's card skills were, it was impossible to lose with him.

He trusted Arya wholeheartedly. She was not the kind of woman who was willing to rely on men to succeed. Between them, there were indeed many things that needed to be slowly understood.

At present, he only knew Arya's size and shoe size. He knew her taste very well. As for other things, he would slowly explore them.

"This time I will have to depend on you. I really did not play well." Allen said.

"Really?" She turned her head to look at him in disbelief.

Allen's smile deepened. He held her hand tightly.

The gambling table was ready very quickly. Michel did not need to make any preparations because he played cards almost every day. His favorite thing was to gamble. As soon as he sat down, he immediately became excited.

This was his specialty, and he wouldn't lose to Allen.

After that, Allen pulled Arya back when she was about to sit down. He pulled out a chair and sat down first, letting Arya sit on his lap.

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